Shakespeare was an entertainer who gave the public what they wanted, including rape, murder, pratfalling tomfoolery, more rape, dick and fart jokes, remakes of older shows, more murder, bawdy wenches, and more rape and murder. It just "sounds" high-falutin' because it is in another language (specifically, English from over a hundred years ago). And yet it had stories of depth, and actual love. It contained some worthwhile drama, some quality shows. So what was it?
Japan's tales of adventure involved characters who scored with hot chicks and took it to the limit in a manner
most extreme (and dangerous). Yet it also involved mighty and moral heroes beating enemies with cunning and creativity. So how good were they?
The Mideast has Arabian nights, legends of the Hashasheen, genies and persians and giant monkey-gods, oh my. This also includes seraglios of the sex sultans, amazing
(-ly bloody) battles, and other instances of
great epicness. So what's up with that?
Answer: All literature is garbage, there is only one story that stands the test of time as an object of dignity, quality, dignity, courage, truth, and depth. The tale I speak of is the tale of a man who would be a savior, the tale of
a man who would fight vampires.
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